I will never ever forget that Sunday. It was the most splendid thing I had done so far. It was my first time having such an experience. How I wished that I could do it more often.
Last Sunday morning, I went to the park with my family. We prepared a picnic. Before the picnic, we went cycling for two whole 'solid' hours. We had fun racing each other. We rode continuously without taking a break. The wind blew onto our faces as we ride against the wind. It seems that the wind blew our fatigue away too. Time passed and soon we had to return the bikes. I gulped down a bottle of coke, which I bought from the shop.
Next, my father went to the car to fetch the soccer ball. We had a game of soccer. Three against three - me, my brother and father against my cousins and uncle. We had a whale lot of a time. As usual, I will solo as a striker. I was thrashing the other team single handily until my energy drained out. I went back to defence position. When we were all tired, we decided to end the game and continued with the picnic.
We all went to the car to fetch the food, tent and mat. We layed the mat by the beach and pitched the tent just beside the mat. The ladies prepared the meal while the man took a dip in the cooling water under the noon sun. It felt food.
Time passed with our laughter and we had to pack up. I could not bear to leave the place. We had much fun that day.
